Your Majesty Cheng Huan

"Brother Xiao——"

This time, Li Chenghuan could already pronounce his name clearly.When Xiao Qian came to him, Li Chenghuan hugged him gently and said, "You are here."

This hug actually made him feel flattered.Xiao Qian hugged him back tightly, and asked him: "Are you obedient today and eat well?"

Li Chenghuan nodded and said, "Yes, I ate two big bowls."

Xiao Qian leaned close to his lips and sniffed it, and said, "Mmm - I ate it... I can't smell it."

Li Chenghuan smiled, stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said, "Chicken stewed mushrooms!"

Xiao Qian felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling all of a sudden, but Li Chenghuan looked at him with bright eyes and smiled without knowing it.

He tightened his waist and whispered, "Chenghuan, I'll take you to a place."

October is approaching, and it is gradually entering late autumn. Many palace people like to go to the autumn palace in their spare time. Sitting on the waterside pavilion for a while, blowing the humid wind from the center of the lake, feeling is excellent.However, today someone spread the word that there were insects and ants in the autumn palace, and the master of the palace was corroded, and the palace had to be closed for repair.As a result, the Banyue Corridor was impossible to go to, and there were those who did not believe in evil, sneaked past, and saw that there were palace guards in front of the palace gate, preventing anyone from entering or leaving, so they had no choice but to give up.

Xiao Qian carried Li Chenghuan in his arms, splashed water on the lake, and jumped into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.Li Cheng was panting for joy, he seemed to be more tired than him, he grabbed the front of his clothes and refused to let go.

Xiao Qian laughed and put him down on the bench in Huxin Pavilion, kissed his cheek delicately, and intertwined deeply with his lips and teeth.Then ask him, "Is it fun?"

Li Chenghuan was panting, not daring to look at him.Xiao Qian turned over, hugged him onto his body, and hugged him tightly, not letting him fall off.He already knew the tricks of Ping An Pavilion.

When he was seven years old, he and a group of Yulin soldiers were chasing each other while practicing light kung fu in the deserted East Palace, and ended up entering the Ping An Pavilion by mistake.After staying inside for a while, he began to cry loudly. After being brought back by the Imperial Forest Army, he still couldn't stop. Finally, he cried for two full days and two nights, and almost lost his breath.

At that time, Prime Minister Zuo invited Mr. Shenji, a famous Fengshui divination master in Daxia, into the palace, and it was only with difficulty that he saved his life.

These things are quite vague in his current memory, and he only heard Zhang Hu talk about them several years later.But the queen mother and Prime Minister Zuo were very reticent to mention this matter to him afterwards, he had been unable to figure out why, but now he knew.

In order to find the answer, he once asked many old palace people who had been expelled from the palace who had personally experienced the incident back then, and he only knew that it was probably because of the bad "feng shui" of that house—in the Ping An Pavilion, they were sent down. insanity.

The art of witchcraft has always been very mysterious in the eyes of Daxia people. Legend has it that the royal family of Shu Kingdom is the incarnation of the witch god in the world, and they are proficient in this art of witchcraft. There are also many so-called wizards among the people of Shu Kingdom.Those who master the art of witchcraft can determine life and death thousands of miles away, and can cure chronic diseases that doctors cannot cure. Therefore, there are some wizards, also called witch doctors.

Xiao Qian thought that the art of witchcraft did exist, but it was not as magical as in the legends. Otherwise, since there were such powerful wizards, the Kingdom of Shu would not have perished.

The Gu technique in Ping An Pavilion, to put it bluntly, was used by his dead father Emperor Weiwu to "raise people" - just look at Li Chenghuan's current appearance.

Emperor Xia Weiwu had a son at the age of 48, and his father died when Xiao Qian was three years old. He didn't have any impression of Emperor Weiwu.He couldn't even remember his appearance clearly, only when he saw the portrait of him made by the court painter before his death, he realized that he looked very similar to him.He is also unwilling to pursue the official historian's evaluation of his life's merits and demerits.

When his mother, Empress Dowager Qin, was only 17 years old when she married Emperor Weiwu, her father was already 36 years old.Xiao Qian would not believe that his father and emperor had no one other than his mother and queen.Emperor Weiwu's extreme restraint of the harem once won him a lot of favor in the historian's writings, and the relationship between Emperor Weiwu and Queen Qin has been passed down to this day as a good story, but the truth is cruel.His father was not only unfeeling, but also raised him in the East Palace.Maybe he is really dedicated, but not to his mother.

Gu art is harmful, but sometimes, it is really a good thing.

Xiao Qian looked down at Li Chenghuan, his hair was still slightly sweating, and it smelled good.He took a deep breath, and Li Chenghuan shrank his neck, but that was all, and he obediently stopped struggling.

"Cheng Huan, I really want you to stay with me like this forever. Once you wake up, you will make me sad again."

Li Chenghuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, so he just said: "Brother Qin, Cheng Huan will always be with you."

Xiao Qian didn't know what kind of person would be so fascinated by his father, he would not hesitate to use Gu to imprison that person by his side, in this case, why didn't he openly accept that person as a concubine?Did his father think the same as him?The more you cherish the person, the less you dare to put them by your side, but if you want to give up, you can't give up no matter what.

This harem is the same as the court, with a lot of intrigues and tricks, and the intrigues are even more dazzling. How can he bear to push the person he loves so much into this pit of fire?What's more, Li Chenghuan is not a woman, he is full of talent, lofty and outstanding, wise and peaceful, indifferent to fame and fortune, and dislikes disputes in the world, if it is not because of himself, if it is not for the erroneous concubine selection, he may stay in the hundred forever. In the small place of Lu Town, like his teacher, he took pleasure in preaching and teaching, and spent his life peacefully.How could he bear such a person?

In the bedroom in the Banyue Corridor, Xiao Qian gently untied his belt, Li Chenghuan was a little shy, and turned his head away not daring to look at him.

He dropped a kiss on his chin, and said with the utmost tenderness and lingering sentimentality: "Chenghuan, my Chenghuan... At least tonight, let me love you well."

He took off the clothes covering this beautiful body, and saw that Li Chenghuan's neck was empty, so he sighed, and bit the delicate collarbone as if to vent.Li Chenghuan groaned softly, Xiao Qian put his voice into his mouth, and after a long time, he sighed and said: "I have already returned the things to you, why don't you wear them?"

The next day, Xiao Qian took a closer look at the beautiful painting of hibiscus in Luanyi Palace, and it was indeed graceful, prosperous, gorgeous and fiery. It is expected that the painter who painted this painting must have superb painting skills and have a unique understanding of hibiscus. emotion.

Ruthlessness cannot make a picture.

Just after lunch, Zhao Jingzhen was called into the room by the chief painter of the court, Lang Risheng alone.Painter Lang first asked how the painting of hibiscus requested by the empresses in the harem was going. Zhao Jingzhen replied honestly, saying that the painting was finished yesterday and handed over to Qiwanfang, and it is estimated that it has been delivered to the empresses of the palace by now.

Lang Risheng nodded, and then called two strangers in the palace, and said, "Clean up now and follow me to the Banyue Corridor."

"Half-moon corridor?" Zhao Jingzhen asked a lot, "Isn't the half-moon corridor being closed for repair?"

"Why are you talking so much, you can go if you are told!"

"Oh." Zhao Jingzhen shrank her neck, hurriedly packed up and came back, and under the leadership of two palace servants, she followed Lang Risheng to the Banyue Corridor.

She thought it was because the Banyue Gallery was going to be renovated and changed drastically, and she wanted to draw its current appearance in advance and leave it for the palace as a record, so she brought a full set of rulers.Only when we got to the place did we see that on the waterside pavilion, Emperor Jing hugged a person in his arms, and that person...

Since entering the palace, it was the first time for her to see the most powerful person in Great Xia. While being astonished, she felt faintly that this was not the first time she had seen the person in Emperor Jing's arms.

Li Chenghuan has been staying in the East Palace since entering the palace, and has hardly moved around in other places in the palace.Zhao Jingzhen had naturally heard of the name of the Grand Tutor, but she had no chance to meet the Grand Tutor.Her sense of familiarity came from the time when the emperor chose his concubine three years ago.These eyebrows, these eyes...

At that time, although she had never drawn such a face herself, she still had a hazy impression of every line of it.In this regard, Lang Risheng's impression is clearer.However, neither she nor he dared to say a word.

Xiao Qian stroked the hair on Li Chenghuan's forehead, and said slowly: "If you can draw him well, you will be rewarded a lot."

Li Chenghuan had just finished eating when he felt sleepy, so he nestled in Xiao Qian's arms and closed his eyes.His face is rosy, his face is calm, his breathing is steady, and he has a good posture.

Zhao Jingzhen took a deep breath, picked up the brush, and lightly drew a line on the paper.

"Your Majesty..." After painting for half an hour, Zhao Jingzhen opened her mouth weakly, and seeing Emperor Jing looking towards her, she lowered her head and said, "Can you let...Young Master open his eyes?"

Emperor Jing didn't speak, so she answered again: "I want to draw his eyes." After speaking, she suddenly felt that she was more confident, so she raised her head boldly and looked at Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing suddenly smiled, and then looked at the person in his arms.Zhao Jingzhen's heart stopped beating, she felt that the emperor's eyes were so tiresome...

"Then draw a pair of beautiful eyes." Xiao Qian gently called the person in his arms, "Cheng Huan, wake up—"

Li Chenghuan frowned, Xiao Qian lowered his head and bit his eyebrows gently, Li Chenghuan opened his eyes.I was a little annoyed at first, but when I saw him, my eyes filled with a smile.

"Brother Qin..."

Xiao Qian said, "Look at her—"

Li Chenghuan looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a girl staring at him.He smiled, then turned around and nestled deeper into Xiao Qian's arms.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Ah...ah?" Zhao Jingzhen came back to her senses, feeling ashamed of her gaffe, and then hurriedly replied, "Go back to the emperor, I see clearly."

"Now that you can see clearly, let's draw well."

After the painting was finished, it was nightfall. Zhao Jingzhen walked with Lang Risheng in the palace in the middle of the night holding the painting utensils.Lang Risheng walked in front, and she followed behind.After walking for a long time, she finally couldn't help but stop and called out: "Mr. Lang—"

Lang Risheng stopped to look back at her, said nothing, patted her on the head, and then said: "In this palace, you have to get used to such things sooner or later. Talk less, write more, don't say anything Only by being curious about everything can we live a good life.”

Zhao Jingzhen deeply understood the meaning of this sentence after a few days.There was a painter in the Academy of Painting who was ordered to paint the portrait of the Empress Dowager in the Kunhe Palace. As a result, he was dragged out and beaten for making the Empress Dowager look old. When she came back, she was half dead.I heard from the palace people that the queen mother has a very violent temper recently, and the whole Kun and the palace are trembling day and night.

When Zhao Jingzhen thought of the portrait she drew of that "beautiful young master", she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

There was an imperceptible scar on Li Chenghuan's face, but the artist saw it carefully, so Zhao Jingzhen painted it truthfully.When Emperor Jing finally saw the painted portrait, he only frowned, but he relaxed it immediately, and did not blame her.

Zhao Jingzhen felt that she was really lucky.

In contrast, Luanyi Palace is filled with joy and laughter every day.The new Mr. Liu Lin, Mr. Liu, is very likable and always has a way to amuse people, although Zhao Jingzhen can't admit that this good boy is the same person as the naughty little Mr. who tore up paintings in the painting academy that day.